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[color=5F722C]”Dios mío, estas mujeres serán mi muerte”[/color]

For four years, Sami had spent pretty much all of his free time solving the problems of his friends. When AJ got in trouble with...well pretty much everyone, Sami stood up for him. When Val locked herself in a closet as a sophomore having a panic attack, it was Sami that sat on the other side for three hours talking her down. He fed Chris and Nate, he held Josie, he worked on cars with Ivy and through all of that, he had barely anything of a life that he could call his own. He was so intrinsically linked with the Gearheads and the Misfits that a question like “Who really is Sami Alejandro?” wasn’t a shock anymore. Outside of a problem solver, who was he really? Not once did he complain, not once did he just say fuck it like a normal human being and go find better friends. He loved these damn idiots but this was his last hurrah, he was an outlaw going out his own way and he was for sure not going out listening to them bitch and complain.

[color=5F722C]”Leon? Sit the fuck down before you fall out of a window you big goon”[/color] The Cubano began to mix a few more drinks for his group and lay them out on the bar before bringing his attention to the triple threat of Ava, Emi and Josie. [color=5F722C]”Here’s the long and short of it ladies. We are not in fucking high school anymore ok? All the drama needs to stop or be taken down a notch. Now I’m not gonna give you a speech about how it’s time to grow up and this will be the last time we’re all together or any of that breakfast club shit. Ok? I’m gonna make it simple, I’ve been dealing with this crap for years and I want a fucking break to actually enjoy myself. Cut the sass, stay the barbs, drink your fucking drinks and have a damn good fucking time![/color]

Emotion from Sami was a rarity. He was always so quiet and subdued. When he spoke he spoke with a confidence and authority far beyond his eighteen years. This was different. He wasn’t yelling or shouting, he didn’t lose his temper but the tone of his words were strong and forceful, dripping in power. It was a sight to behold when Sami actually tried.

Josie’s comment of sharing a bed had not gone unnoticed and the idea of holding the pink haired pixie close to his chest in the dead of night was an idea that he was coming round to more every day. Turning around, he popped his phone into the speaker and began to play some [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=oKlQvAOVvjU]music[/url] throughout the suite. Moving away from the bar, Sami made his way over to the couch he had claimed as his bed and collapsed into the thousand thread cushions. Holy hell that shift was soft. He took a sip from his delicious Cuban delicacy and looked over at the girls with a smile on his face, completely allowing any tension to dissolve and fade away.

[color=5F722C]”Now, let’s enjoy this place for all its worth, where to first?”[/color][/center]